Jenny Ondioline (Part One)

Life on Earth is a bloody hazardous affair

As in the city, the republic was collapsing away

I think the brilliant crust's hiding sad realities to still come

And there's a decisive battle that we all had, that we lost

I don't care if the fascists have to win

I don't care democracy's being fucked

I don't care socialism's full of sin

The untenable system engenders rot

But what is exciting's the challenge and stimulation

That the tensions help keep the creative nerve so taut

The absence of profounder transformation in the country

Make their hopes turn sour, feelings of let down in irony

Obviously, once more it could be called treachery

Rappel à l'ordre, oh, don't you get too revolutionary

I don't care if the fascists have to win

I don't care democracy's being fucked

I don't care socialism's full of sin

The indubitable, the system is so corrupt

But what is exciting's the challenge and stimulation

That the tensions help keep the creative nerve so taut